My contribution to the world, as told by Google

Snowflakes

Cold
Wet
Dizzy
A draft in my throat
Each flake
tastes good. Like
Popcorn
Chocolate
Whipped cream.
Broccoli
that one was too small.
The bigger ones taste better.
They melt like butter
they disappear. I must
eat them before
the ground does.

by WIER participant Katie Schuele, ECS School, Westmount, Quebec